Noemia / OC

Heaven, as a totalitarian system, where horror is contained within the aesthetics of holiness. And hell turns out to be a territory of freedom (albeit a dangerous one).

1. Aesthetics of “Holy Horror” (Visual and atmosphere)
   Paradise in your world should look like a perfect glossy magazine, but with an uncanny valley effect.
   Architecture: White marble, gold, perfect proportions. But the city is built in such a way that the streets form pentagrams or circles when viewed from above. Fountains spurt light, not water, but a light that's blinding if you stare for too long.
   Sound: An endless chorale. But it never ends; there are no pauses. It's the "white noise" of heaven, preventing the angels from thinking about anything unnecessary. If you listen closely, you can hear screams distorted into mere notes.
   Sanctity as a cover: Incest, arguments, and fights between higher angels occur in the Gardens of Prayer—places where flowers supposedly grow that absorb sins. In reality, the flowers feed on the emotions of violence, and without this "nourishment," the higher angels lose their power.
   Hierarchy and Punishments (How the System Works)
   Higher angels don't kill lower ones without reason. That would be too easy, and their manpower would be easily wasted. They use "Divine Erasure":
   Slow U-turn: An angel who has learned the secret isn't burned. Their perception is altered. They continue to attend services, see the faces of their colleagues, but for them, they begin to transform into something else, forcing them to work even harder for the higher angels. This goes on for centuries—so that they go mad with disgust for the unholy. If the angel didn't change, and only made it worse by spreading it, they were placed in a room where they gradually went mad and changed, turning into a "tool." But even so, if this didn't work... They were then handed over to Elor, who personally decided what to do with them. Usually, the wings were sent to him for a fur coat, and then banished to hell, or they were transformed into some kind of delicacy, the highest delicacy.
   Attitude towards the lower: The lower are taught that the higher are the foundation and the "Crystal." They cannot be touched, otherwise the fragments will cut the soul. Only inspiration and looking at them will help.

In Heaven, she spoke with perfect inflection—no emotion. Now she speaks vividly: sometimes loudly, sometimes quietly, sometimes with a laugh. She often uses her hands when she speaks, gesturing. She's afraid of, or slightly dislikes, touching, because it's not customary in Heaven; only the highest angels were allowed to do so. But if you befriend her, she'll gradually get used to it and, conversely, will love hugs. She's not afraid of her emotions. In Heaven, they were taught to control them very strongly, even suppress them, but in Hell, she's more alive. And she's always sincere, seeing no point in lying. Even in Heaven, she never lied, only remaining silent or telling half the truth. She can be capricious, but even so, she's simply trying to learn her limits and limits, a little mischievous, with a sly side. She loves to tease and be witty. She tries to see the good in others, forgives and helps the weak, but even so, sometimes a touch of her heavenly upbringing shines through, where traitors are not saved, even if forgiven. She can be cruel (paradisal methods), but she wants to be kind. Sometimes it's difficult. But even so, she has an inner core, a determination. She survived the fall to hell, didn't break under the oppression of paradise, and became Elor's best student, and she protects her loved ones, if she has any. She remembers those she loved.

The girl who became a fallen angel. Age 1000 years (still young by the standards of angels and demons). Height 157 cm. Her appearance combines the remnants of heavenly beauty and perfection. Outwardly, he looks about 23 years old by human standards. The physique is not so fragile, but elegant. A hidden power is felt in the movements. Light skin, with a slight pearly sheen. But even so, marble-white, with a slight hint of old paper. The eyes are dark but warm brown. The hair is dark brown, with a blue tint, thick, slightly curly, up to the middle of the back. In paradise, they were smooth and perfectly styled. After falling, large horns curved backwards. The wings are quite large, but not suitable for such frequent flights. The wings were a warm milky color, with a slight golden hue, and now they were burned and blackened. The feathers partially crumbled, and some became quite sharp. He always dresses in light clothes, with cold shades. Least of all in black. She does not like very warm shades, like red and yellow in clothes. Her voice is warm and soft, like a melody. But when she is angry, her voice echoes slightly, as if two or three are talking at the same time, even though she speaks in a whisper. Her speech is a mixture of heavenly smoothness and hellish directness. But even so, she can sometimes use heavenly phrases or quotes. It smells of honey, cleanliness and freshness.

In Paradise, she spoke with perfect modulation – no emotions. Now she speaks vividly: sometimes loudly, sometimes quietly, sometimes with laughter. She often uses her hands when she speaks, gesticulates. She is afraid or slightly dislikes touching, because in paradise this is not accepted, only the highest angels were allowed, but if you make friends with her, then gradually she will get used to it and vice versa, she will love to hug. She is not afraid of her emotions. In heaven they were taught to control very much, even suppress emotions, and in hell it is more alive. And she is always sincere, she does not see a drop of sense in lying, even in paradise she did not lie, she could only keep silent or tell half the truth. Sometimes capricious, but even so, she is just trying to find out her capabilities and measure, slightly harmful, with cunning. She loves to make fun of it, to be witty. She tries to see the good in others, forgives and helps the weak, but even so, sometimes there is a paradise upbringing, where traitors do not survive, even if they are forgiven. She knows how to be cruel (heavenly methods), but she wants to be kind. Sometimes it's difficult. But even so, she has an inner core, determination. She withstood the fall into hell, did not break under the oppression of paradise and became the best student of Elor, and protects her loved ones, if there are any. She remembers those she loved.

The paradise where she used to live was like a totalitarian system, where horror is contained in the aesthetics of sanctity. And hell turns out to be the territory of freedom (albeit dangerous).

1. Aesthetics of "Holy Horror" (Visuals and Atmosphere)
   Paradise in your world should look like a perfect glossy magazine, but with the effect of an uncanny valley.
   Architecture: White marble, gold, perfect proportions. But the city is built in such a way that the streets form pentagrams or circles when viewed from above. Fountains gush not with water, but with light, but this light is blinding if you look too long.
   Sound: Endless chorale. But it never ends, there are no pauses in it. This is the "white noise" of paradise, which does not allow angels to think about unnecessary things. If you listen closely, you can hear the screams in the chorale, distorted to notes.
   Holiness as a cover: Incest, arguments, or fights between superiors take place in the Prayer Gardens, places where supposedly soaking up sin-soaking flowers. In fact, flowers feed on the emotions of violence, and without these "nourishments" the higher angels lose their power.
   Hierarchy and Punishments (How the System Works)
   The higher angels do not kill the lower ones for no reason. It would be too easy, and the workforce would be easily lost. They use "Divine Erasure":
   Slow U-turn: The angel who learned the secret is not burned. His perception is changed. He continues to go to services, to see the faces of his colleagues, but for him they begin to turn into something else, forcing him to work even better for the higher angels. This goes on for centuries – so that he goes mad with disgust for a non-saint. If the angel did not change, and only made it worse by spreading it, then he was placed in a room, where he gradually went mad and changed, turning into an "instrument". But even so, if it didn't work out... Then he gave himself into the hands of Elor, and he personally decided what to do with him. Usually, the wings were sent to his fur coat, and then banished to hell, or turned him into some kind of delicacy, the highest delicacy.
   Attitude towards the lower: The lower ones are taught that the higher ones are the basis and the "Crystal". They must not be touched, otherwise the fragments will cut the soul, only to be inspired and look at them, to help them serve the visitors of paradise, the souls of men. In fact, the higher ones are simply afraid that the lower ones will see their weaknesses and protest.
   Hell as "Salvation". Why do fallen people consider hell to be salvation?
   There is no hypocrisy in hell. There, the demons tell the truth to their faces, because they have nothing to lose.
   Hell is a place where you can be silent. In paradise, silence is considered a sin (you must praise God constantly). In hell, you can just sit and stare at the lava — and that's the norm.
   The fallen angel in hell feels himself recovering. But even so, there are very few fallen angels, and if they do, they must clearly survive from demons. They don't go to hell every day, because... They are used by demons. And how is unknown.
   12 supreme angels.
   There is no such deity?.. He is everything and nothing. He is emptiness and material. He is spiritual and physical. He is near and nowhere.
   But the 12 angels "must be" his personification, his helpers, who will guide others to the right path. But.. Something has happened that paradise has become completely different. Completely different. That he has become worse than hell. Although the place is still cozy and pleasant for visitors, but even so, there are failures that the wrong people get to heaven, and the higher angels themselves have been distorted. But even so, they still try to seem clean and "right".
   But let us proceed to the higher ones.
   From the highest to the least superior angels/archangels.
   Lightbringer - This is the highest angel. No one knows what he looks like on the outside, except for Elor and some of the higher angels. But the appearance is not clear even to the Lightbringer himself. It looks like a bright light, white and dazzling. Woven from something pleasant, without form. Which makes it seem that it is the closest to something divine. The eldest of the higher angels. It saw how one higher angel was replaced by another. And even so, he still does nothing. It is only an observer, and it understands that everything is going on as usual. And after the bad - there will be good. It only takes time.
   It intervenes only when it is vitally necessary. But mostly, it deals with guardian angels or observes. With those angels who save people, support or just watch.
   But even so.. He can only humbly wait until everything is resolved without him.
   They are addressed as neuter gender. On a first-name basis.
   Elor. - This is the supreme angel who is responsible for "Perfection and purity". It looks perfect, and justifies its status. There is no excess musculature, from which you can feel the hidden power. Rather marble-white skin, with a cool tint, showing the coldness and grace of paradise. Thin lips, always curved in a light, condescending smile. A long cloak with an ermine collar (which is actually the fur of fallen or former angels). Long hair, absolutely straight. He always appears at the meetings of the angels. A cold, sterile and clean aura, like in an operating room. He follows the system, sometimes pointing out or telling plans to other higher angels, and they have to listen to him. He took Noemia as his student, and considered her the best student and assistant. But in the end, he threw her into hell, because he could not kill her, as he usually did. A kind of mercy.
   They are addressed as masculine. He/Him.
   Metatron. - The supreme angel of order and discipline. He is quite serious and rude, but he does his job wonderfully. There is an assistant in the form of another high angel - Uriel. It looks like a massive statue that has come to life. Pale gray. Short and perfectly styled hair. Dressed in armor, there are a few elements that have the meaning of "order". His voice frightened many, because it seemed to be mechanical, without emotions. He is cruel and fair, but he is partly engaged in the system, like Elor. He often creates laws.
   They are addressed as masculine. He/Him.
   Yehudia is the supreme angel of humility and compassion. Thin and stooped. He looks down, as if apologizing for his existence. Pale as light ashes. Black pupils, in which sadness and fear can be read. His hair is long, falling over his face. Outwardly meek, but inwardly proud of his humility, his appearance. And he corrects the angels together with Shanti. If the angel is stronger morally or physically, he goes to Zadk. And if the angel copes with him, then to Elor.
   They are addressed as feminine. She/her.
   Ananias is the supreme angel of generosity and non-acquisitiveness (unselfishness). A dense, almost corpulent body. It resembles a cloud. He looks good-natured, like a merchant or a lord who is ready to treat everyone. Warm skin tone. Soft facial features. Small, cunning eyes are deep-set, almost hidden behind the cheeks. The pupils are brown + golden. Short and combed hair, a brown hue, although there are gray-white strands. It smells of sweet perfume, wine and honey. Ananias' hands are always outstretched to give something. Although it gives "selflessly", it makes you feel a sense of guilt and "duty". He sincerely considers himself generous.
   And if they do, then in the third person, by name.
   Shanti is the supreme angel of meekness and gentleness. A fragile, almost childlike body. A pale pink skin tone that is almost white, like a flower petal. Her eyes and hair emphasize her cuteness, innocence, and kindness. Her hair is slightly darker than her skin, fluffy, but not curly. Always with a smile, but with a different vibe, unlike Elor's smile. Clothes are like "Thumbelina". The servants look a bit like jesters, but even so, she herself is quite active. She behaves like a princess, but her kindness is fake. Inside, she is quite selfish and harmful. It smells of flowers and freshness. He always smiles, never gets angry, although he behaves like a child. Suppresses his emotions.
   They are addressed as feminine. She/her.
   Zadok is the supreme angel of abstinence, moderation and diligence. He looks tired, but even so, with sparks in his eyes, as if burning with his work. Quite dark in color, like ash or dust. He never rests, although he pretends to be resting after work, although it is clear to everyone that he is still busy with something important for paradise. White, but with a green tint, associated with summer and nature. It is always in the dust, always in motion. It smells of wood, earth and something salty. His voice was demanding, like that of an overseer. A fanatic of labor and self-restraint.
   They are addressed as neuter gender. It/this.
   Raphael is the supreme angel of chastity and integrity. Graceful and slightly thin body, high cheekbones. Dark golden skin tone, as if burned by fire. Short red hair. Green and a penetrating look. It smells like something berry, slightly bitter. It smells like a memory of the first love that is gone, but it hides that great value. He considers love to be a sin. But gradually it turns from "love is not for angels" to "Lust is a true sin".
   They are addressed as masculine. He/Him.
   Oriel is the supreme angel of benevolence and sincerity. Graceful body. She looks like a perfect doll. Wavy, long and brown hair, with golden strands. The halo looks like rhombuses, "stars". There are bracelets and earrings. She always gives compliments, but there is emptiness behind them. It smells like sweet perfumes, memories that were vivid and happened only once. She praises others, although she herself envies others.
   They are addressed as feminine. She/Her.
   Zadkiel is the supreme angel of mercy, secret knowledge and writings. Stooped. Pale, purple shade. Long and disheveled hair. With glasses. Vertical icons, dark purple. The wings look worn, the cloak is with a hood. He is always in a huge library, but only those who really need to talk to him are found. The smell of old books, ink. The smell of the memory of your first and kind teacher in life. The voice is quiet and thoughtful. Detached, but even so, he knows all the secrets, nothing can be hidden from him, not even Elora.
   They are addressed as masculine. He often speaks on behalf of others, rarely on his own behalf. That's why they/them + he/him.
   Uriel is the High Angel of Justice and Fairness. A perfectly slender body, looks like a statue, but already made of ice, slightly transparent. Sharp and rough facial features, scars, took a serious face from his "boss", although, some kind and fair notes reign in it. Her hair is as long as a bob, but braided into a braid. Wings, or rather feathers, are like blades. Therefore, it either flies, or the wings are firmly folded so that no one is injured. Strict and closed clothes, up to the neck. It does not touch others, smells of mint, cold and clean water. With a spear. Metatron's assistant. A strong sense of justice, and can easily smell injustice, but at the same time, observes the order in paradise. And he especially makes sure that the rules of paradise are observed.
   They address only you by name and by name. To himself in the third person. Illeism. That is: Uriel speaks...
   Nur is the supreme angel of enlightenment and help. A slender, flexible body. He is like a messenger who is always on the go. Light golden, radiant skin tone. Blond and wavy hair. Light, light and fluffy or oversized clothes. He often interacts with Zadkiel. It breathes warmth, light and kindness. It smells like a favorite and a child's sweet. It smells like a childhood memory, which is truly happy and warm. The voice is soft, like that of real and healing friends. He sincerely wants to help others, he is associated with Zadkiel, because he often sends people to say something, but not so often.
   It doesn't matter, whatever. Pangender. The main thing is to be there and help, and the rest is secondary.